I hope everyone is doing well and that you are ready for Christmas. I can't believe it's only 10 days away. Crazy how time flies by.
I've shared in a previous blog how I am doing a Bible study called Breaking Free by Beth Moore. This Bible study is based mostly out of the book of Isaiah, with the theme verses coming from chapter 61. I learned something today that I want to share.
The first verse of Isaiah 61 says:"The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to preach good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted..."
I want to pull a few things from the Bible study today. Beth talks a lot about the Hebrew/Greek meaning of words. The word sent in this passage is the Hebrew word shalack meaning "to shoot forth".
Psalm 127:3-4 says:"Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children are a reward from him. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are sons born in one's youth."
We know that Jesus is God's Son. His only Son. Beth puts it this way:
"John 3:17 tells us God gave His Son for the salvation of people by sending Him into the world. You see, God only had one arrow in His quiver. The most perfect arrow ever to exist. This arrow was a masterpiece, priceless to Him. Cherished far above all the hosts of heaven. Nothing could compare. His only Son. But as God looked on a lost world-desperate, needy, and in the clutches of the enemy- His heart was overwhelmed. Though we sinned miserably against Him and few sought Him, God could not love us less.
Love reached sacrificially into the quiver and pulled out the solitary arrow. The quiver would now be empty, His cherished arrow in the hands of hateful men. Yes, God loved so loved the world, but God also loved His only begotten Son with inexpressible, divine affection. The divine dilemma: two loves. And one would demand the sacrifice of the other. Only one weapon could defeat the enemy of the soul- God's arrow. He positioned the weapon, pulled back the bow, steadied His grip, aimed straight for the heart. 'And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger.' Luke 2:7"
This totally overwhelmed me. Think on it for a second. Don't you think getting shot with an arrow would hurt? Like, really bad. Here's where my head is at...and my heart. You know that feeling you get before you go to the doctor's office to get a shot? That weird, knot in your stomach fear? I realized today that is where I'm at with God. I am so afraid that Him binding up my broken heart is going to hurt beyond reason. That He is going to hurt me. Maybe it's because I've been hurt by other people who are close to me. This thought brought fear. Fear=not of God.
Here's what He is showing me:
My Enemy wants me to believe that God will hurt me. If I buy into that lie, then I won't run to Him. The poison of my broken heart will kill me (spiritually).
BUT GOD'S WORD SAYS:
"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." Isaiah 41:10
The process of His healing very well may cause pain, but He is holding me up. He is holding my hand. He is here. He is Immanuel. He is good.
Maybe this blog is random, it is late as I'm typing, so I apologize if it doesn't make a lot of sense. But this is where my heart is.
"The bow's stretched back and the arrow's ready. But it's up to you to drop your shield." -Beth Moore
Abba, may we drop our shield. Shoot Your arrow, hit Your mark. Even if it hurts. You are here. Glorify Your Name.
I love you guys,
Miranda
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